The two boys, along with the floating Mizudori, walked toward the shopping district. The streets were buzzing with people who were seemingly enjoying themselves as they leisurely walked with their loved ones. It was a fine sunny day. It was as if nothing could go wrong.

“Maybe Ki-chan would have given me some chocolates, he he,” Shirō chuckled as he draped his arm around Kichirō’s shoulders. “I’ll give you chocolates this White Day.”

Kichirō felt chills, good ones, run up his spine toward his peripheries so that he finally shuddered. “What are you saying? I’m not a girl. Who said I will give you chocolates? Why would I accept your chocolates?”

“Fine, as promised, I will treat you today,” the boy softly said as he swayed his ash-blonde bangs to the side.

“So what did you want to talk with me about?” Kichirō asked as they walked.

“That can wait till later.”

“Okay.”

—

Once the two boys reached a nearby snack bar, as promised, Shirō bought takoyaki, dorayaki, and pink milk for Kichirō. Kichirō’s memories were all too vivid so that he sheepishly smiled when he recalled these happy memories. What joy did it bring him, now that he was finally reliving these fun memories?

“Ki-chan, you look like you were really looking forward to our first meeting, he he,” Shirō smiled.

“Huh? Who said I was looking forward to seeing you? You should be happy that I gave you the chance to see me in my busy schedule,” Kichirō rolled his eyes.

“Didn’t know you would change overnight. What’s wrong?”

“Ha ha, don’t mind me. I’m just feeling a bit under the weather.”

“Was this because of my brother?” Shirō looked at the other boy with concern.

“No… It’s just…”

“Wifey is having PMS. I knew it, ha ha,” Mizudori laughed.

“Shut up or I’ll skin you alive!” Kichirō finally roared. He had his last straw.

“I’m sorry. After eating, let’s just go to the meeting. I’m really sorry to bother you. Let’s just save what I was about to say for later…” Shirō looked so listless.

“No, Shi-kun. I wasn’t referring to you. You see, I have this ability wherein I can see ghosts. I have an invisible blue ‘rabbit’ friend here who was just teasing me.”

“Okay, I will believe you… Especially since it’s you,” the boy smiled.

“You don’t believe me, do you?”

“I was sincere when I said that Ki-chan,” Shirō said then carried the tray of food.

“Hmpf! You don’t believe me,” Kichirō pouted his lips.

“You know what? Seeing how your cute little face changes into different types of expressions makes my heart melt. Ki-chan, I wanted to say this to you but…”

“Don’t give me too many delays, I’ve been waiting for you to say what you wanted to say,” Kichirō was begging.

“Silly you. Of course you need to eat first. Don’t be an impatient little rabbit. Here, eat this takoyaki first,” Shirō happily offered a takoyaki to Kichirō. He opened his mouth as he looked at the younger boy, to hint that the other should take a bite of the food he was offering. Kichirō was hesitant to open his mouth. His heart was fluttering so that his cheeks also blushed a bright red. He was like an apple at its ripest moment. Looking at him would surely make Shirō want to take a bite of his enticing flesh.

“Waaah~~~ I’m becoming a fudanshi because of you two. I’m going to die!” Mizudori, who was lying on the table as he watched the two talk, almost rolled over because of the joy he was feeling. He was overjoyed and at the same time teasing Kichirō. Kichirō, on the other hand, could not talk back because he had to pretend that Mizudori was not there. He could only glare at the ‘rabbit,’ as if he wanted to slap the little fur ball. He finally could not take it so he whispered: “You’re already dead!”

“You were saying something, Ki-chan?” Shirō curiously asked.

“Uhm… No. I just remembered something. This is embarrassing, Shi-kun. Sorry, people can see us, ha ha.”

“Don’t mind them. So what if they see us? We’re just friends who are happily chatting while eating,” Shirō reasoned as he continued attempting to feed the other.

Kichirō could not decline the offer any longer so he opened his mouth, taking a bite of the takoyaki. Sauce smeared his cute, little red lips which the other boy took notice of.

“Um, you have something on your face,” Shirō reached out his hand to wipe the other’s lips with his fingers. He licked his fingers afterwards.

“Ha ha, you know what? Seeing your old trick to woo a girl the second time around makes me feel awkward… But I’m happy that I get to be with you again,” although Kichirō already expected this, his heart started beating fast, the same way it did, more than a year ago. It was so fast that he could hear each pound it made. It was as if it was his first time feeling like this.

“Ano… What do you mean the second time around? By the way Ki-chan, you see… I like you,” Shirō seriously said as he looked sincerely at Kichirō’s eyes.